On an early August weekend, I rode my bike across town to Fort Missoula to watch and shoot a rugby tournament.  The tournament was scheduled to run from noon to around 3pm on that particular Sunday, but when I got there at around 1:30pm, I discovered it was already over.  Since, I had ridden all that way, I decided to head over to the museum and look around.  I checked out the old trains and logging equipment on display there, climbed the old fire watch tower, and took some pictures of the flower gardens.  It’s not my typical subject matter, but I didn’t want to waste the trip.

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